The Region Overlord flew into the sky with a look of pure disdain carved into his face. His hands were grotesquely swollen, cover by deep blood
the skin darkened and bloated by deep-black poison that pulsed beneath the surface. With each movement, the corruption throbbed violently, as if alive. With blood liquid gushing beneath his finger
This might be the last time I ever see that brat, he thought bitterly as he disappeared into the clouds.
...
Back to the Present
Mingyin leaned forward slightly, a calm smile resting on his lips—too calm, too composed for someone standing before a Peak Artist on the verge of collapse.
"If you want your wounds treated," Mingyin said softly, his voice steady and precise
"then you'd better listen carefully. And don't even think about trying any tricks. We'll are going to perform a Lie Soul Transfer."
The Ruler of the Region Continent froze instantly. Shock flashed across his face, followed by raw disbelief.
A Lie Soul Transfer was no ordinary technique. It forcibly linked two souls under an oath. If one party lied during the contract, their soul force energy would backlash, directly damaging their soul and invoking severe punishment—sometimes permanent, sometimes fatal.
The Ruler's expression twisted with fury. Rage boiled in his chest, but after a long moment, he clenched his fists and accepted. He had no choice.
A mortal… openly outplaying a Peak Artist.
That have never happen in history
If such a scheme were ever revealed to the world, Mingyin would become infamous overnight. But Mingyin knew better than anyone—fame was meaningless. If he exposed himself with his real body, he would already be dead.
Yet Mingyin was far more dangerous than anyone in the mortal world realized.
Compared to immortals, he was weak.
But compared to mortals… his mind was a weapon without equal.
No one would ever expect a man this young, yet so handsome to be this calm, to be so terrifyingly calculating thinking five time ahead .
The world was foolish—not because it was weak, but because it never realized that its enemy was Mingyin.
And Mingyin himself felt nothing about it.
.
I will defy everything that tries to take my peace away.
He had sworn that oath long ago, forcing himself to stand above all else. That oath was the only reason he kept moving forward in a world that offered him nothing but cruelty.
The true reason he endured was simpler.
His parents.
He wanted , —to make them proud. Once again
I miss my parents… don't I?
Mingyin had no one beside him. He only wished to meet his mother and father again—people who had once been ashamed of him, embarrassed by his weakness.
But if he awakened his Soul Realm…
If he truly succeeded…
That would be enough. For him to make up
If I calculate this correctly… the path leads to the Nine Heavens.
An impossible thought.
Only a handful of beings in all history had ever reached the Nine Heavens—the First Mortal Ruler, his parents, and renewals.
Even the son of the Mortal King, a being crafted of grass, soil, and armor, had failed.
Even Peak Artists at the Apex could not reach it.
So what truly existed in the Nine Heavens?
Mingyin's goal was simple now: survive… and become strong enough.
The Nine Heavens were forbidden to the mortals. World
Nine colossal realms, each larger than a solar system, where the strongest immortals in all existence resided. With continue that are said to be bigger than planets
Compared to it, the mortal world was nothing more than an ant beneath the sun.
But to reach it meant never returning. What mingyun was a bit afraid
The so-called immortals of the mortal realm were not truly immortal. They still needed food, rest, sleep, and recovery.
But true immortals did not it . But fact where beyond powerfull
They existed beyond deity among deities.
There didn't no food or anything sleep rest or eat there where just beyond all of that
Mingyin once wondered just how dangerous the Nine Heavens where truly were.
He dismissed the thought immediately.
First, I must awaken my soul force.
That mountain held an enormous amount of soul energy. If he survived the tribulation and cultivated there, immortals would undoubtedly try to steal his soul force.
He chuckled quietly.
That's life. He said calmly to himself
The ruler of region continent look cunfusion
What are you taking brat and who are you talking with !
Mingyun turn away
Not giving ont look
The ruler of region continue simply sight
two days later
...
He now stood atop a small hill, looking down at the battlefield below.
Those two days had been nothing but confusion and silent slaughter.
Future Overlord, Wo Shong Tin, and the Woman of Peace dominated the region alongside their teams. Everything had been carefully arranged.
Bronze Holder moved efficiently, drawing out hidden immortals and clearing threats.
Magman, however, was ignored. Not giving even one look
He was the weakest. Compare to woman of peace and future overlord and won shong tin and also was the level of bronz holder
No one allied with him willingly. They would only help him if survival demanded it.
The Supreme Elder had initially flown through the skies, indifferent to the others.
Then… he descended toward Mingyin.
With nothing but deep hatred boiling on his heart
Standing before him, the Supreme Elder handed over two artifacts.
The first was a golden fist , stained with dried blood, crimson patterns crawling unnaturally across its surface.
The second was a small bronze eagle head, ancient and heavy with residual power.
Mingyin handed over the Heart Artifact in exchange, along with a Sage Artist–grade artifact.
He then calmly explained how the poison could be neutralized.
The Supreme Elder froze. Not expecting such word to came out form Mingyin
There were no Peak artist Healers present. No Sage Healers either. Healers were always rare—weak in combat, yet indispensable, constantly walking the line between life and death.
And yet…
Mingyin knew a method.
He handed over a small bean and a leaf.
Alongside a explanation
This man's knowledge surpasses our entire generation…
There was no known cure for poison born from a Scorpion Nest Gem.Yet Mingyin had one. Even the supreme elder thought to himself
Is he a healer ?
"If you dare deceive me," the Supreme Elder said coldly, "you will die with me."
He immediately wrapped a hand-chain around both their wrists.
The Ruler closed his eyes and crushed a blue token in his hand.
Flames erupted, burning the token into ash.
The fire surged into the chain.as it flew toward the surface
The oath was sealed. The supreme elder silently said
"This oath is sworn. Now get lost."
The Future Overlord turned away, unwilling to say more. Then he paused and glanced back.
"The continent will collapse in a month. And worst of all . I sense no soul energy in you—hehehehe maybe you deserve to died ."
Mingyin smiled faintly.
"Don't worry. I won't follow your orders… but I might team up."
The Ruler sighed helplessly.
Hopefully, I never meet him again.
Mingyin turned forward, smiling. Too hoping he would see the ruler of region continent again
Magman… you might be my next ally. Or my next enemy.
Bam.
Bam.
Bam.
Far away, deep within a cavern carved into the mountain's heart, a rhythmic hammering echoed without pause. Sparks burst into the air with every strike, illuminating the dark cave walls in brief flashes of gold and crimson. With hot boiling water inside a bucket
A young man stood before an anvil, his eyes glowing with a sharp, vibrant light. He wore thick black sleeves rolled up to his forearms, already soaked with blood. Each strike of the hammer tore open old wounds on his wrists, fresh blood spilling and curling unnaturally around a half-formed golden fist resting on the anvil.
Bam.
Bam.
Bam.
The blood did not fall to the ground. Instead, it coiled and fused into the bronze-concrete fist structure, sinking into the metal as if it were alive.with some spark dancing on the surface
Wo Shong Tin stood in complete focus.
Behind him, fragments of stone and scattered pebbles littered the cave floor. Several young men and women stood at a distance, holding crude artifacts—Stage One Little Grade at best. None dared to interrupt him. They watched in silent in awe.
Wo Shong Tin possessed a Metal Soul Core Formation, a path revered and feared alike. Those who walked the metal path could shape artifacts not merely by forging, but by commanding metal itself.
Such talent was rare. Such talent was treasured.
The artifact he was refining now was already approaching Stage Two Sage Artist level—far beyond what anyone his age should have been capable of creating.
Before him stood another young man.
He had vibrant, raven-white hair and wore loose, flowing cloth marked with a small floral symbol near the collar. His appearance was striking—so handsome it bordered on unreal, enough to draw resentment and admiration in equal measure across the mortal world.It was Mingyin.
In his hands rested a bronze eagle head, its eyes hollow yet sharp, its surface etched with ancient runes. He examined it briefly before placing it into the sack slung casually over his shoulder.
Without ceremony, he placed twenty soul coins onto the stone table.
Wo Shong Tin handed over the artifact.with a smile on his face
But Internally, he cursed. Wishing to steal the artifact
Damn it… if you weren't a Sage Artist, I would've already targeted you.and steal the artifact from you
But outside ofcourse he didn't said such word
Mingyin smiled faintly, slipping the artifact beneath his scan and securing it under the belt of his tunic.
"Thanks for the artifact," Mingyin said casually. "It was old, rusty, and cramped "but you where able to uplift it
Wo Shong Tin said nothing. His eyes flicked briefly to Mingyin before he nodded once.
With a single gesture, he closed the workshop.
"Everyone out," he ordered calmly as he close the cave entrance as a wooden door .
Slammed shut the entrance
The others obeyed immediately, filing out of the cave without question. Nor did there want any problem .
Mingyin pulled out a folded sheet of paper. Yawning silently
His expression shifted the moment he read it.
[I have sent my soldiers to scan the mountain.]
[Inside the mountain are six small realms.]
[To enter deeper, six Core Treasures are required to open the Stone Door.]
[If you enter unprepared, you will die.]
**[Stay in groups. Be wary of cursed]
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[Take whatever artifacts you find and hand them over to me.]
[The Spirit Guardians, soul force energy, and remaining treasures are yours to keep.]
Mingyin lowered the sheet slowly, his expression twisting into clear disgust.
"Some Supreme Elder you are," he muttered under his breath.nor liking one bit what was going to happen
Hohoho… Magman, he thought as he look forward with a smile on his face . You are the puzzle of this place